Goldie's Three Werebears (Steamy Werebear Shifter FMMM Menage Romance) (2 page)

"I am Greer. Before I am done with you, I will have you crying out my name," the one with the darkest hair spoke, more like a promise than a threat. "You must have known how dangerous it was to arouse our animals the way you did."

"Dangerous?"

Bronn's fingers danced up my arm and cupped the back of my neck. Greer and Dov moved to shut the door and I gave an involuntary squeak of excitement. My body wanted this, even as my mind raised every objection it could, they were all drowned out by the excited thumping of my heart.

"We aren't human, Goldie. We lack the...what's the word you use?" Bronn's fingers tangled in my hair, yanking my head upward so that my throat was bared to him. "Self control," he growled.

His fingers held me firm as his lips crashed into mine. I cried out, but my words were swallowed up by the ferociousness of his kiss. Prodding my mouth open with an insistent stab of his tongue, he invaded my mouth with the hot, honeyed taste of him. Whimpering, I felt myself melt into him, my exposed breasts brushing against the fabric of his shirt, my nipples stiffening and puckering.

Bronn devoured my mouth, tongue dancing around mine, sweeping across every inch like he was claiming it all as his own. I could hear a low rumbling and realized it was coming from Greer and Dov as they moved around me.

I was still pinned by Bronn's iron grasp on my hair, so when I felt fingers against my breasts, I could only moan, my hands flapping ineffectually at my sides. Rough, calloused hands kneaded the soft flesh of my breasts, cupping and squeezing before pinching the erect nipples in between delving fingers and tugging slightly. The sharp pain dissolved into intense pleasure, and I sagged against Bronn again, wetness seeping in between my thighs.

"I can smell you," a voice rasped in my ear. "I can smell how wet you're getting. I can smell how bad you want it."

I moaned into Bronn's mouth and he pulled his lips free, trailing a line of sucking kisses along my jawline before nibbling at my earlobe. "Say yes," he growled, letting his fingers drag down my body before hovering just above the furious center of my need.

It was the stage all over again, magnified tenfold. My skin was on fire, the hot throbbing in my veins pulsing so hard I was close to fainting. I couldn't hold back any longer.

"Ah god," I cried, flinging my arms around his neck and wrapping a desperate leg around his waist. He was a solid and unyielding as the pole, and I clung to him just as strongly. "Yes," I moaned.

I was rewarded when his delving fingers plunged past my soaked G-string and into the slippery folds beneath. Another hand, strong and rough, shoved my thighs wider.

"I can smell you," came the rough growl, human speech almost swallowed by animal desire. "Now I must taste you."

Bronn lifted me by my waist and turned, flinging me onto the couch where I landed with a soft bounce. Greer stepped in front of me, kneeling down and sliding his hands underneath my hips. He lifted my legs, slinging them over his shoulders, so that I was suspended nearly upside-down, my overheated sex inches from his nose.

"God you smell just like honey," he growled again. Maybe it was the rush of blood flowing to my head, maybe it was the dizzying height of my need that was causing me to hallucinate, but I swore I saw his face shift and slide, contorting, the muscles under his skin rearranging as the human face disappeared. I looked up to see his sharp nose angling into a snout, his voracious grin filling with razor sharp teeth. The fingernails that raked across my skin were suddenly sharp as claws.

He was losing control.

Fear tore through me, but with it a lurid fascination. His human skin could no longer contain the animal within. He was driven mad with desire...and so was I.

I reached down, inching my small hand down his washboard abs, before my fingers closed around the rock hard bulge in his pants.

He shook his head and all at once his face righted itself and once more I was staring into human eyes.

"Say my name," he growled, his voice still that of an animal.

"Greer," I moaned.

He roared savagely and shoved my panties aside. I shrieked as he attacked my pussy, his slick tongue swirling around the hot flesh of my opening, lapping up and down from the base of my puckered opening all the way up to my overheated clit.

I arched my back and grabbed the couch, fearful of falling or flying away as the ricocheting sensations whip-cracked through my body. I bucked and shrieked, grinding my hips into his face, painting his stubble with my juices.

I felt the couch dip down, and through the haze of my pleasure, I saw Dov above me, kneeling with his belt buckle close to my face. Greer's skillful tongue drew an open mouthed gasp from my lips and as I cried out, I felt the silken skin of Dov's cockhead brush against my mouth.

I moaned and swiped my tongue across it, tasting the pearly bead of pre-cum that had gathered there, before stretching my mouth wide to take him in.

Greer's thick fingers sank into my pussy just as Dov's wide, thick cock invaded my mouth. I choked and gasped as the pleasure competed with the shock, only to feel another set of hands on my breasts. Bronn's tongue swirled up the smooth skin before taking the pearly bead of flesh in between his lips. Dragging his teeth lightly across the sensitive skin, he suckled upward, swirling his tongues madly before letting his tongue dance to the other side. I cried out just as Dov grabbed ahold of my hair and pulled my face down, slamming his cock right down my throat.

I was on fire. The three of them were working me over to the point of insanity. All my thoughts had died away and I was nothing more that a tempestuous mass of pleasure and desire, sensation and ecstasy. They used me for their own, hot hand raking across my flesh leaving red marks etched across my skin. Fingers and tongues, cocks and lips; there were so many of them assaulting me all at once. I could no longer hold myself back from the brink.  The orgasm bubbled up from a pinpoint and exploded outward, rushing through my body headlong as I screamed out long and loud. Hot lava coursed through my body, sending my limbs out stiffly as I clamped down on Greer's face with my lean thighs and held him there as he devoured my pussy.

The electricity rocketed through me, leaving pins and needles in its wake. I sagged backwards away from Dov's cock, gasping for breath as my lungs filled with air, my limbs turning to jelly as I twitched and groaned.

All three bears seemed to have been driven into a frenzy by the sight of my orgasm. I felt myself lifted into the air by three sets of rough hands.  I was buffeted between their bodies as the pinched and clutched and kneaded my skin. My G-string was torn from my body, the delicate stitches popping one by one as the were flung away.

All at once I felt myself lifted aloft, facing Bronn as he lowered us both onto the couch. I looked down to see that his huge, throbbing cock was poised at my entrance. I barely had time to inhale before he yanked my hips down forcefully, thrusting himself inside of me with one savage motion.

I shrieked to find myself impaled on that massive cock. The tight walls of my pussy were stretched impossibly wide as they fluttered to accommodate his incredible girth. Bronn gave a low, savage roar and bit down on my shoulder as he began to move inside of me, fucking me from below so that I had no choice but to ride out his deep, penetrating thrusts.

My thigh muscles clenched as I rode him, and my eyes rolled back in my head as I gave myself over to him. He was fucking me hard, but also with precision, his jackhammer strokes touching every part of me. Mindless pleasure was just starting to bubble up from my core when I felt a new sensation pressing against my backside.

"What...?" I gasped as the warm oil dribbled down my back and into the cleft of my buttocks.

"Relax," Greer's low voice was a rough command.

I tried to twist my head around to see him, but at that moment, Dov grabbed my head, yanking my hair back and pressing his cock to my lips again.  "I like your hot little mouth," he growled, shoving his cock into my throat.

I screamed, choking around Dov's shaft as Greer pushed his way slowly, inexorably into my tight, virgin asshole. I had never been fucked like this before, not in a lifetime of being an exhibitionist. They were using me roughly, filling all my holes, the pain just as exquisite as the intense pleasure. I grunted, long and low as I felt Greer's hot, slippery cock slide further inside of me until both he and Bronn were buried balls deep into my holes.

"Unh," I groaned in a muffled voice. I slid my tongue around Dov's cock because it was all I could do. I tried to bob my head, sliding my tongue along the shaft, but Dov would not relinquish his grip on my hair. He was fucking my face as I was sandwiched in between two massive werebears, unable to do anything but allow them to fuck me. They were in control.

They started slowly at first, getting me used to the deep, strange pleasure of being filled so completely. But then, like some invisible signal passed between them, they began to fuck me harder, their cocks slamming into me in tandem. Greer's thick fingers delved into my ass, stretching my hole wider as he fucked me from behind. I opened my eyes to look up at Dov's contorted, snarling face as he fucked my mouth, slamming himself all the way down my throat until tears came to my eyes. Bronn was growling continuously in my ear, a long vibrating note that was the exact frequency of the buzzing need in my clit. It was all intensity, so overwhelming that my shattered nerve endings seemed to short-circuit at once. I was lost, drowning, screaming in pain and pleasure at once as I suddenly broke wide open, the sensations completely overpowering me. Wave after wave of intense, almost terrifying pleasure crashed over me, holding my head down below the waves until there was nothing but the sound of my own blood in my ears, heated to the point of boiling.

Just as I had reached the apex of my orgasm, I felt the rough twitch of Dov's cock in my throat. I felt his thigh muscles quiver, the taut muscles of his ass bunching and quivering. I choked as his cock slammed into the back of my throat, and then I heard the loud roar of his release. He jerked his hips frantically, yanking on my hair as he pumped jet after jet of his hot seed directly down my throat. I choked and sputtered, feeling it dribble down my chin as he came so hard I felt like he would explode. His fingernails raked across my scalp and cheeks, almost claw-like in their sharpness.

When he yanked himself free I gasped, air flooding my lungs. Without a cock in my throat I could finally give voice to the pleasure of Bronn and Greer's cocks fucking into me like jackhammers. "Holy fuck," I moaned, pressing my lips against Bronn's skin. He tasted salty and sweet and smelled like the forest.

He wrapped his hands around my throat in response, choking me lightly as he thrust even harder. He and Greer were losing their intense synchronized rhythm now, their pleasure stealing their focus. Each one was fucking me in his own frenzied rhythm, jackhammering my holes til I felt swollen and overripe. My hands clutched at the couch, at Bronn's hair, at his shoulders, anything to give me something to hold onto as they pounded me in an animal frenzy. "God!" I screamed again as I felt Greer's cock twitch in my ass.

He grasped my shoulders and slammed my hips down, wrenching me savagely down on his cock. With a guttural cry, he pumped me full of his essence, the hot spurts painting my insides.

When he pulled free, I felt my ass quivering in his absence. I moaned just as Bronn clutched me close, crushing me in his embrace. He surged upward, nearly splitting me in half as he drove his rock hard cock into me as far as it would go. Hot seed spilled from my pussy, the third and last hole the bears had claimed as their own.

"Now," Bronn said, his voice a shuddery whisper, "you will dance for us."

My whole body jerked spasmodically. Was he crazy? I was wrung out and exhausted, my pussy and asshole completely wrecked. My lips were bruised and raw and I could feel the aftershocks of multiple orgasms ricocheting though my body.

"Goldie," Bronn whispered, his cock still inside of me. He cupped my chin and turned my face to his, brushing a rough, but tender kiss across my battered lips, "please dance for us."

I couldn't say no, how could I say no? With trembling legs I awkwardly pushed myself to a stand, feeling my core clutch itself, the hot throbbing of my swollen pussy and as like fire between my legs. I stood up, stretching my limbs, testing my body. The marks on my skin would fade, but as I looked myself over, I started feeling like I didn't want them too.